Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 213 The little beast meets the big beast! The player’s first meeting with the mercenary

It can only be said that he is truly a lunatic of the [Challenger] Guild. Big Spraying Mushroom was not convinced and tried three times in a row despite the stench.

However, mistakes will occur every time during processing, resulting in step errors, unbalanced proportions, and cooking failure. Please try again, young hero.

"Ahem, this thing is really difficult..."

The pungent smell brought him to tears, and he slumped on a chair to catch his breath.

My fingers mechanically flipped through the manual that had been read back and forth several times, and I accidentally came to the back cover.

His blurred vision suddenly caught sight of something, causing him to quickly wipe his tears and take a closer look.

"Wait, why is there a talisman drawn here?"

Although he himself is an atheist, the elderly in his family are relatively religious, and he even knows a little bit about it.

Even if there is no similar pattern in his memory, this design style and style are very familiar to him. It is definitely a talisman!

but……

Which one is it?

Or……

Is this an easter egg that the game official, as the Chinese production team, specially buried here, or is it another trigger condition for a new system?

Big Penguin quickly posted the screenshot of the talisman on the public screen, hoping to work together to get the answer.

But today's game public screens are a mixed bag, and they are no longer the enthusiastic gamer forums they once were.

When opening a large dungeon, we might be able to discuss the environment a little bit. In a development period like this, it's just people talking trash.

Although the discovery of Fu Zhuan did inspire many players to speak, most of them were making bad jokes about it, and very few people actually participated in the discussion.

Apart from confirming that this is indeed a talisman seal and suggesting that there is a [Parchment] product in the mall that can correspond to it, there is no other effective information.

Therefore, Ji Ming originally thought that among the more than 1,200 players, there should be a painter, or simply a Taoist priest with such professional talents.

Even if the output won't be very high, it shouldn't be a big problem if you want to at least reproduce the Calming Talisman and add some output channels.

But there are indeed painters among players, and all of them are quite famous, such as the [Pure Love God of War] from the [Beast Heart] guild.

This cowman player was also quite ingenious and successfully made a pen using Grayson's branches and the ink sac of a fish in the lake.

After adding the lapis lazuli graphite water that came with the parchment, he painted the talisman and seal on the paper vividly.

But when the last stroke was completed, nothing happened. Neither the item itself nor the system responded.

Ji Ming also quietly took out an amulet he drew and compared it, and found that although the other person's work was similar in shape, it had no charm at all.

Also.

According to the description in the booklet, in order to successfully draw a talisman, in addition to drawing skills and memory, you also need a certain affinity with the wood element...

In this case, the production and recycling system of [Sheepskin Clothes] and even [Fu Lu Clothes] that were originally scheduled to be launched can only be put on hold for the time being.

Wait until the front-end technology [Talk] is selected by a lucky player first, and then we can talk about other things.

There was no other way, so Ji Ming had no choice but to take the sheepskin coat he had just received in the afternoon and started drawing it himself behind the curtain.

Fortunately, since there is no need to help Bishop Tenis with trimming or changing the knife, it is actually relatively simple to just paint on the clothes.

So he quickly completed the production of another talisman garment and asked Wilmore to make it into a set of black breastplate and skirt.

The elastic Fu Luyi has extremely high plasticity. Even though it is biased toward women's styles, it is still suitable for other types of physiques that are not too exaggerated.

Needless to say, the craftsmanship of the dwarf master, the armor he created is both durable and beautiful, and can be used as a UR skin in any game to earn money.

"The magical comfortable lining coupled with my superb skills, although this is not the most powerful work in my life, it is definitely one of the most satisfying works."

Recently, he has carried out in-depth cooperation with the [Starry Sky] Guild, talked with designers in the real world through air, and figured out many new tricks.

Using the iron rod in his hand to tap the beautiful gluttonous patterns and beast-swallowing patterns on it, when Wilmore said this, his words suddenly changed.

"I'm just curious, Sir Messenger. It was the same last time. Why do the inner linings look so weird?"

"Uh... I don't know. I just bought it from the market."

You can't tell Wilmore that he outsourced the design and production of the sheepskin coat to a super succubus. The powerful works that other people have to scratch their heads to suppress are just their basic skills. On the contrary, they are normal works that have to be modified by their brothers. Bar……

Before he could figure out the whereabouts of this Fu Lujia, Ji Ming first packed it into ashes and stored it in the storage room.

But before leaving, he habitually took a look at the inventory list, and suddenly realized that only one-fifth of his weapons reserves were left.

——Fuck, am I being robbed?

As a Sunshine City thief who had not been arrested so far, he quickly checked the entry and exit records of items in the recent period.

It was found that since noon, players began to buy weapons on a large scale. The amount of purchases was completely abnormal, as if they were possessed by a model player.

As for the circulation direction of these weapons...

As we all know, if a businessman wants to make money, he must pay attention to the needs of consumers and provide what consumers want.

And the most profitable jobs in the world are all written in the code, especially those with the heaviest penalties.

and so……

After the first player made a fortune from Chief Argus by selling tomahawks, more than half of the more than a thousand players changed careers and became arms dealers.

They exchanged all their points for weapons, wrote down the goods in lists, and became merchants traveling around the underground plains.

And you’ve never eaten pork, and haven’t you seen a pig running?

Imitating the tone of live broadcast rooms, street salesmen, relatives selling insurance, and TV commercials, they knocked on the doors of various tribes.

"Chief, do you want an ax? As long as you open the mouth of Chrysostom, I will bring it to you later."

"Brother, the machete I just got is cheap!"

"Can't wear it! Can't wear it! Can't wear it! How can you wear such crappy leather armor! Look at our leather armor!"

The orcs in the dungeon may usually be quite ferocious. It can't be said that they grind their teeth and suck blood, but they can be regarded as murderous.

But how have they, the honest ones, ever played with people like this? After just a few words, I was fooled into thinking that I was going to buy, buy, buy.

There were also those who wanted to take advantage of others, such as the scale tribe belonging to the lizard people. They killed the merchants who came to sell them and planned to buy them for zero yuan.

But players already regard business as their lifeblood, so how can they be allowed to do whatever they want?

Several high-ranking players raised their arms and immediately organized a coalition to announce the Northern Expedition.

At first, few people came, and Duke, the lizardman chief, wanted to be tough.

"You are slandering, our Scale Tribe has never killed a merchant!"

But after seeing more and more humans gathering together, and Yishui's strength and tenacity.

"Haha, those are the people you are talking about. We thought they were spies from other tribes. Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings, heroes."

The players were also reasonable and let him buy a batch of weapons at a high price and share a part of the profits with the deceased.

Then he made him swear not to hurt humans again, and let the matter go for now.

As for whether it is true or false.

"Control Wrath. I heard that a player has successfully forged a flintlock barrel. Just wait a moment and we will directly use thermal weapons to kill him..."

And each tribe has a new weapon on hand, so there must be a place to try it out and see if the sword is sharp.

Those large tribes may still have some strategic determination. In order to avoid falling into war, they will choose to stay alone. But in the past few hours, the scattered small tribes have fought multiple wars, and some unlucky ones have even been completely eliminated.

Those who win must turn the plundered resources into more weapons to continue expansion.

Those who lose must turn the only resources at hand into weapons to seek a comeback.

So after going back and forth, the players have made a lot of money.

But the small tribes either suffered a sharp decline in their population due to the war, or their wealth was emptied and they became bandits.

What a coincidence, today is also the day when Dean An plans to officially expand his power and enter the underground plain.

He spent all his efforts to get Sheldon to come here quietly with another batch of supplies so that he could start the blood pump to restore his blood.

Of course, the first thing they did when they came here was to wipe out the mountain people Red Dragon Mercenary Group as tool men and send them to "become deserters."

Wiping the blood on the armrest, Sheldon knew that Captain Andrew's trust in him had dropped sharply since the last incident.

After all, in the original plan, the person in charge of the dungeon should be Johnson, who, as a mercenary group, should be in charge of the area.

But in recent days, Johnson, the captain with the weakest presence, suddenly began to show up frequently, taking away many jobs that originally belonged to him.

Sheldon originally thought that the leader was warning him not to think that he was unique, so he chose to swallow his anger.

But just the day before yesterday, the team leader suddenly called him to the office.

"Hey, Sheldon, I've tried it. Johnson is really not suitable for taking the lead."

"Bars has to be responsible for managing the self-suppression team again. He can't leave. The one who can do it will do more work. It's up to you to handle the underground plain..."

Busy, busy, can I, Sheldon, just go away?

And it’s not okay to talk about Johnson. Why did you leave all the external affairs and logistics work to him as soon as I left?

After listening to the report from his men, Sheldon was also very angry.

But as a knight, the loyalty in his heart still trumps everything else.

No matter, even if he is semi-exiled, as long as he can make some achievements, he can make the leader change his mind...

But just when he was leading the mercenaries, using a carriage to carry boxes after boxes of weapons, he planned to do business along the explored trade routes.

But they found that the small tribes that had been trying to lick them and wanted to buy equipment at high prices had lost their previous enthusiasm.

One of the crazy kobold chiefs even waved the steel knife in his hand and split the scimitar they had sold before into two halves on the spot.

Although the mercenaries could not understand the kobold's barking, the disdainful look in their eyes meant that they were definitely looking down on themselves!

"Damn it, if I can't sell weapons, I can't beat you?"

Although in order to do business better, Andrew specifically emphasized that the foreign mercenaries should be friendly if they can, and don't cut off the money just for the sake of temporary convenience.

But he also said that when faced with those beasts who are not willing to accept enlightenment, he should imitate the tyranny of the first generation Lionheart King.

kill!

Carrying the bloody head of the kobold chief, they visited several small tribes that had been negotiated before.

With such a great gift, the chiefs of these small tribes can talk easily.

They were grotesquely huddled on the throne that looked like a garbage dump, trying their best to communicate with the mercenaries in common language that they were not proficient in.

"It's not that we don't want to buy it, it's just..."

It turns out that just before they came, many other humans had come here.

They thought these were the adults who came here to negotiate before. Seeing that the quality of their weapons was indeed good, they quickly paid for them.

"Asshole, according to your description, most of them have black hair and black eyes, and we have brown hair and blue eyes. How can it be the same?"

The Hare Chief was so frightened that he cried.

"Sir, you may not have noticed that the old chief who received you last time is actually dead. I am my mother's son..."

Sheldon choked hard at these words, and his face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

But after rubbing the hand on the knife handle for a long time, he finally let go.

It's not that he suddenly decided to fast and recite...the Holy Light God, but what's the use of killing?

This small tribe that has spent most of its resources on purchasing weapons cannot conjure more out of thin air no matter how much it obeys.

Rather than uprooting them to establish their authority, it is better to leave them to be fattened and then kill them.

Besides, if you really want to make money, there is a ready-made way at this moment!

With the mercenaries filled with anger, he sent out his men to search around and found a few so-called "traveling merchants".

Just like the description of the hare people, these strange humans are indeed very different from their appearance.

A softer look, smoother skin, and...

Wait, why do I feel they look familiar?

While thinking, a face that had been in the limelight recently appeared in Sheldon's mind.

Ji Ming!

They are Orientals!

There are many Orientals in the underground plain. How did they get in?

But these merchants seemed to be even more surprised than they were. Instead of running away, they stretched out their hands and shook them up and down, and then pointed at the air.

"Still laughing!"

Feeling slighted, Sheldon was furious and immediately pulled out his sword.

Although these merchants were well equipped, their combat effectiveness was pitifully low, and they were hacked to death with almost no resistance.

However, just as the excited mercenaries rushed to snatch the loot like wolves, all the corpses lying on the ground disappeared out of thin air.

"what happened?"

He was startled, thinking of the legends outside Sunshine City, the dangerous weirdness and witchcraft.

The most advantageous weapon to deal with these things is...

"Let's go, let's retreat first!"

But just after taking a few steps, noisy footsteps came from behind.

"Who chopped my brother down! Stand up for me!"

I saw men in uniforms lined up on the high ground, each holding a bright big blade.

Standing in the middle was a strong man in golden armor with sunglasses on his face and a nine-ringed sword on his shoulder.

If you are a starry sky spirit, with a sharp gun blade and stable justice, you can challenge health (or should I say... cheap?)

So in terms of madness, in the circle of players there is only...

"Grandma, whoever dares to kill our [Legend], brothers, chop him!"

(End of this chapter)